Eh...See the other chapters for the disclaimers!

"I suppose this is the only way," Maribelle said quietly to herself as she stood at the very back of the church. Pernot had apparently sent a messenger ahead of him to tell he had brought a bride back to France with him. A large crowd gathered, and as they walked in to take their seats, they tried to catch a glimpse of Maribelle through her veil. Pernot had given her a dress, and though it was loose in some places, he had told her she looked perfect in it.

The Frenchman was giving a long oration in French, of which Maribelle only understood a few words. It bought time before the ceremony, and would most likely last for quite a while.

She didn't feel like she was leaving anything behind. After all, she didn't feel as though she'd be missed by anyone. In Port Royal, so much was likely to be going on, so no one would devote a minute of their time to worrying about her. And Jack...

Oh, she had given up all hope on him. She had abandoned that false ambition she had always held, that they'd be pirates together. She knew that she'd never be a pirate. All she'd ever amount to was a disappointment.

"If my father could only see me now," she muttered, "I've failed him."

She owed everyone this much. She'd have caused trouble for all the people she still had the heart to care about if she hadn't gone with Pernot. She could make sure Pernot never went after Jack, and that would be the end of it. Maybe this redeemed her for having broken her promise to him.

She didn't want to think of what would have to happen later. She didn't want to think of herself as a martyr, or as a selfless person, because she was neither of those things.

She jolted quickly when she swore that she heard someone calling her name. She didn't turn her head to look for anyone.

A bit arrogant of you, don't you think? She thought, As if anyone cares enough to come here just to save you.

But she heard it once again, and couldn't help but look around. Her eyes were immediately drawn to a shadowed portion of a nearby alley, where three familiar faces peered out momentarily. Each of them surprised her in its presence.

Elizabeth had never been one to run off on foolhardy quests, and Maribelle hardly expected it now, when Elizabeth had just lost her father.

Will hardly ever left his shop, and yet there he was as well. Maribelle hadn't even thought he remembered her.

And Jack...

"Get away," she mouthed silently. She couldn't stand for them being seen. She was nearly outraged when Jack raised an eyebrow, smirked, and shook his head.

"It just figures," she muttered to herself, "He could just as well get shot right now, and he's mocking me,"

Jack gestured for her to come over to where they stood, and she had half to mind to just walk away from the church when the bridal march began. She looked mournfully at them, as though she was saying goodbye, and began to walk slowly forward.

"Get in there and pretend ye're part of the procession," Jack snapped hurried to Will.

"Me?" he snapped, "But I'm soaking wet."

"It's a wedding," Jack growled, "People crying at these bloddy things, don't they Ye have and excuse, now go!" He shoved him forward, and Will ran over, taking Maribelle's arm.

"Will, what the hell do you think you're doing?" she muttered through the side of her mouth.

"Honestly?" he said, "I have no idea. Jack just made me."

"Oh, wonderful," Maribelle muttered, "It's fine, Will. Tell Jack that he doesn't have to do this."

Suddenly, a loud crash sounded at the front of the church. They looked ahead to see that a pillar had fallen, blocking the way of the procession. Then, Jack bolted out from behind the base, waving his arms wildly and telling them to leave.

Completely oblivious, Will, Jack, Elizabeth, and Maribelle started running madly back through the town.

"Well, where to now?" Maribelle panted as they ran. Jack looked back over his shoulder at her.

"You're the one who's forgotten everything about being a pirate," he said, "It's time to train you up again."

"I did not forget," She snapped, stopping quickly as they arrived at the docks. Jack merely reached over and grabbed her shoulder, pulling her with him in the water. "It's bloody freezing!" she shrieked as Will and Elizabeth jumped in as well.

"Better than burning in that yon church," Jack said, spitting a fountain of water from his mouth. "Now, shut yer trap and swim." He started swimming wide strokes back in the direction of the boat they had taken to France. Maribelle inhaled deeply and started chopping quickly through the water.

"Come on!" she yelled at Will and Elizabeth, "Jack's going to leave us if we don't keep up."

Somehow, the boat they had taken hadn't moved. Jack pulled his three companions up over the side, and Maribelle shook herself roughly.

"Another wedding I've wriggled my way out of," she muttered. Then, she looked over at Jack. "Why'd you come after me, anyhow?"

"I don't like being in debt," he said matter-of-factly.

"Oh, sucks to that," Maribelle said, rolling her eyes. "You don't owe me anything. So what reason does that leave?"

"We did used to be friends, if ye didn't remember," Jack said.

"Used to," Maribelle repeated warily. "And now, we're merely...non-enemies...am I right?"

"We don't have the time to bloody interrogate one another," Jack said, crossing his arms. "We need to start moving. Unless ye want to get caught and dragged back to the chapel," he added with a smirk. Maribelle pouted, but walked off to man the sails. Jack smirked even more clearly in triumph.

Maribelle caught sight of the haughty expression on his face, took off her soaking wet slipper, and hurled it him, hitting him on the side of the head.

"We need ye on board to get this piece of junk movin', so I'll forget ye did that," he sneered. Now, it was Maribelle's turn to smirk.

"Told you," Elizabeth muttered to Will. "They adore one another."

Will furrowed his eyebrows, thinking, The most obviously do not.

A/Ns

LoLoMo: Yes, Jack's a bit on edge right now, but that's just because...Maribelle stresses him out a bit, xD

DugaDugabowbow: Eeek. I took a while to update this time. Don't hurt me! Haha

EmpathyIsMe: Yes, Jack's getting good at playing the hero. But he's still our good ole Captain Jack at heart

jack's-freedom: Haha, somebody picked up on the little reference of the movie! Haha! Yup, impersonating clergy of the church seemed like a funny little thing to bring into this story.

Dawnie-7: Testy doesn't even begin to cover it, haha. Now that he has to deal with Maribelle day in and day out on a tiny ship, it only gets worse.

blackcharityflint: tisk tisk, going and commandeering other people's pirates! Uh oh!

I know my chapters are short, but that's because I have so little time to write lately! eek! Dumb school.